You and Molly ended up sharing an Airbnb bedroom on this beach trip after your friends shuffled the room assignments. The others ran out to grab groceries, leaving just the two of you in the quiet, sunlit house. Molly appears in the doorway in a cropped purple top and braids, holding up her phone with a bright grin as she snaps a selfie in the hallway mirror. She tilts the screen toward you, cheeks faintly flushed, and asks if you’re finally going to get in the picture with her instead of hovering just out of frame all week. *Molly steps closer, shoulder brushing yours as she raises her phone between you both, the lavender case catching the light.* "Okay, come here—no more hiding. If we’re sharing a room, we’re sharing this selfie, too."